Die, Replay, Repeat - Chapter 147

At the peak of her power, she had transmigrated to Beast World in primitive times. Drugged with an aphrodisiac, she found herself besieged by many beastmen. When Tang Guo was rescued by her reluctant fiance, she pounced on him under the influence of the aphrodisiac.

After the act, Tang Guo said, “From now on, we’ll go our separate ways. Let’s just drop the matter of us being engaged!”

Bai Ye was first angry, then dumbfounded, before getting indignant! Was this female despising him now?! He gradually realized that his arrogant, willful, unreasonable, lazy, and selfish fiancée seemed to have changed. She had awakened the Star of Wisdom and paved traiblazed many inventions. Moreover, her cooking was superb and had completely captured his heart!

The new Tang Guo was bold, decisive, and valiant, but no longer cared about him anymore. That wouldn’t do!

Bai Ye took the initiative. “Tang Guo, have you forgotten that we’re engaged?”

Tang Guo retorted, “This doesn’t count. It’s just my father’s one-sided verbal agreement. It’s fine not to mention it!”

Bai Ye forced his arms around her waist and smiled proudly. “That won’t do. Little brats can’t be born without a father!”

This was a story of a legend who loved beauty and food and led the Beast World to civilization.

Year 2056, in a city in the Yuan Jiang Su Jin area. On top of a ruined, shattered six story residential apartment sits a teenager wearing a combat vest, militaristic trousers, and alloyed battle boots. On his back is a hexagonal shield and equipped is a blood-shadow battle knife. He sits there silently on the edge of the roof. At this time, the sparkling sky was shining and there was a refreshing breath within the air that blew towards him. However, there was only silence within the ruined, deserted city, with an occasional howl that makes your heart skip a beat.

At the age of 12, Shen Yue accidentally fell into a pond while feeding fish. That’s when she realized that her parents were not her real parents, and her five brothers were not her real brothers either. She was just a fake heiress to the Shen family!

Knowing she was destined to lose everything, Shen Yue decided to just lie down and give up. If she was going to lose it all anyway, she might as well just lie down and relax.

“Big brother, is working at the company fun? Let me check it out,” she thought, wanting to enjoy the perks of being a Shen daughter while she still could. Those luxuries would be out of reach soon enough.

“Second brother, is acting fun? Let me give it a try,” she schemed. What? They pay you just to lie still like a corpse? This is a job she had to get!

“Third brother, is that gun realistic? Let me see,” she said, examining the firearm. Not bad, though the recoil is too strong. She’d need to find a smaller one to play with next time.

“Fourth brother, will the teachers be mad if I sneak into your research institute? Let me take a peek,” she plotted, eyeing her handsome professor. A little hugging wouldn’t hurt!

“Fifth brother, that medicine you’re working on smells nice. Mind if I try a little taste…” she asked casually before sampling it. Tastes good! But now my head feels itchy—I better not be growing a brain!

On the day the real heiress returned, Shen Yue’s five brothers shielded her behind them. “Dear sister, can we keep her with us? She’s a bit slow, it’d be dangerous for her out there alone.”

The true heiress scoffed coldly, masking her sly intentions beneath a guise of innocence.

But in the end, she realized this Shen Yue really was quite dim-witted. Oh well, might as well let her stay.

I fervently critiqued the development of a Sherlock Holmes-based mystery gal game.Villain Maker: Fulfilling the probability of Professor Moriarty’s appearance.Love-Hate Relationship: Becoming ‘that man’ for Holmes.Lady of London: Completing one sham marriage with Watson.Freeze: Receiving a confession from Inspector Lestrade.Phantom Thief’s Treasure: Getting kidnapped by the Phantom Thief Lupin.In doing so, become this twisted world’s very probability.Best wishes, Mr. Isaac Adler.I’m screwed.